Happy Birthday To The Only Country With Just The Right Amount Of Cowbell
Hope you’re up all night with Freddie Kang, or get sparklers, or something fun like that.
Hope you’re up all night with Freddie Kang, or get sparklers, or something fun like that.
Ladies, did you ever wonder what’s going through your man’s mind? Why he’s making those little grunting noises while he dreams? When you’re sitting on the couch, and you’ve just bared your soul, told him all about, well, I don’t know what, I wasn’t listening, but I assume it was something about cupcakes and shoes and biological clocks and labrador retrievers and any potential funhouse mirror effect a pair of pants might have on your nether regions — when you turn to him and say, “Whatcha thinkin’?”, did you ever really want to know what’s going on in there, or were you just asking?
Because this is more-or-less what he’s thinking. All the time. At your aunt’s funeral, at the dinner table, while you’re making bouncy-bouncy — the whole lot.
(Parental Warning: A little salty language)
Ahem.Is this thing On? OK.
Dear Intertunnel,
It has come to our attention that the Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys needs a theme song. Choosing such a song is, of course, fraught with peril. But then again, “fraught with peril” is the whole purpose of this place, so we do not shrink from our duty. We must have one.
We toyed with the idea of the theme from Rawhide, of course; and Send Lawyers, Guns, And Money was a favorite of many of our team of experts. Yes, yes; I Fought The Law had its moment in the sun, and a mordant misanthrope from one of the most far-flung cubicles in our Intertunnel empire even suggested The Ballad of the Green Berets; but after a long period of commiseration and contemplation, our team of Internauts came to the inescapable conclusion that compared to Russians, we’re all cautious, respectable, and sober. We yield to the greatness of Trust Me, I’m an Engineer — the new, unofficial Official Theme Song of the Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boy — at least until we get distracted by something else shiny.
Sincerely,
Denton Fender
Vice-President without portfolio (I lost it)
The Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys
(Thanks to the BSBFB Russian envoy, Gerard at American Digest, for sending that one along)
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